Douluo: The Son of Martial Soul, Deceiving All the Women

Chapter 131 Unorthodox Techniques
Then, with trembling hands, the referee picked up the megaphone and said in a complicated tone:

"Ahem, as we can see, the battle between the two sides is... quite intense!"

"Although the scene on the field is somewhat blurry, it's clear that Black Bear is already at a disadvantage!"

"While I sympathize with Black Bear's situation, to be honest, if he doesn't come up with a solution soon, this match will most likely end his winning streak!"

"Because he was holding his breath at that moment, he couldn't breathe at all. You know, a person who doesn't breathe and is still doing strenuous exercise simply can't last long!"

"Looking back at our newcomer, Sunflower Ancestor, he clearly made ample preparations before the competition. Just look at his unique mask; you can tell it was specially made!"

Meanwhile, the shouts from the audience were incessant and so loud that even the referee's megaphone was having trouble working.

Among these people, those who bet on Black Bear to win were all furious, cursing Black Bear as trash and Yu Xiaogang as shameless.

Those who wanted to steal a chicken and bet on Yu Xiaogang to win were all excited and cheered repeatedly.

As for those who didn't place a bet, they all became amusement, chatting back and forth between Yu Xiaogang and Black Bear, thinking to themselves, "This bet was definitely worth it!"

In the private room where Bai Yu and the others were staying, apart from Flander who was so excited he almost jumped up, everyone else had a speechless and shocked expression.

"Brother Bai, Master's speed is amazing! It's almost as fast as Zhu Zhuqing when she uses her soul skill. So, the characteristic of that technique is speed, right?"

"Even with speed, this is a bit too abnormal, isn't it? Soul skills can't be used continuously, how can Grandmaster stay this fast all the time!"

After watching Yu Xiaogang's performance, everyone knew what the characteristics of that martial arts technique were, and they kept talking about it, one sentence at a time.

Bai Yu snapped his fingers, looked at the scene on the arena with a strange smile in his eyes, and nodded, saying:
"You're right. The characteristic of that technique is extreme speed. Once you successfully master it, you'll have speed comparable to an agility-type Soul Master."

"Because it is a characteristic inherent to the technique, the speed will not decrease as long as the soul power is not exhausted."

"Moreover, the more proficient one becomes in the cultivation technique, the faster one will be. Once one has mastered it, one's movements will be as swift as a ghost!"

"It's a bit of a pity about the master. His soul skill was a mess, it had no offensive power at all. Otherwise, he would have few rivals among his peers."

After Bai Yu finished speaking, Dai Mubai looked at the black bear being toyed with on the arena, felt a shiver run down his spine, and then asked in confusion:
"That's not right, Brother Bai. Even if a master's soul skill has no offensive power, there aren't many people of the same level who can beat him, right?"

"Look at that black bear. He's actually quite strong. If I were fighting him, I probably wouldn't be able to win."

Bai Yu chuckled, glanced at Dai Mubai, and waved to him.

"Hehe, Xiaobai, you need to control yourself. It seems like your IQ has dropped significantly lately."

"Looking closer, the reason why Master is in the lead now is entirely because Black Bear is anxious and wants to win the match as soon as possible."

"He's holding his breath right now, and like the referee said, he won't last much longer."

"And even if he were willing to risk it all and stop holding his breath, he still wouldn't last long in this environment."

"So the master seems to have the upper hand, but it's only for this one time. Once this gets out, others will be prepared, for example, by wearing a special mask."

Dai Mubai's lips twitched violently at this moment, and he cursed inwardly, "You damn dog, are you never going to stop?"

Temperance? Temperance, my foot! You're just mocking me, aren't you? You think I can't understand? But because of Bai Yu's strength, he didn't dare to speak up and could only mutter under his breath. This feeling was just too unbearable!

Among the crowd, Ma Hongjun, who had been peering out the window at the arena, looked puzzled and exclaimed in surprise.

"Huh? Speaking of which, why isn't Master using his third soul skill? I heard Tang San say before that Master's third soul skill is quite powerful?"

Before Ma Hongjun could finish speaking and Bai Yu could even explain, he was slapped on the back of the head by Flander.

"I tell you to read more books all the time, but you either go to prostitutes or act like a pig! You only look at its power, but doesn't it also consume a lot of energy?"

"Xiao Gang's current tactic is to stall for time and wait for the opponent to give up first. If their soul power runs out first, then they will lose!"

Seeing Ma Hongjun crouching on the ground with his head in his hands, looking angry but unable to speak out, Bai Yu couldn't help but laugh.

"Ha, Fatty, you deserved that slap. It'll teach you a lesson."

"You need to know that when the strength difference is not significant, choosing the right fighting method based on the opponent's situation is the prerequisite for ensuring victory."

"The master's soul power is clearly inferior to that of his opponent, and that black bear looks quite strong defensively."

"Even if I use the third soul skill, the effect probably won't be very good, and it will also accelerate the consumption of soul power."

"Therefore, when the external environment is favorable to us, the best choice is to wait it out."

Ma Hongjun squatted on the ground, his eyes rolling upwards, muttering to himself.

"If that's the case, then isn't the master invincible?"

"Goodness, if you encounter a tough opponent, you just stall them; if you encounter a squishy one, you go all out. Who can beat that?"

Upon hearing Ma Hongjun's words, Bai Yu raised her hand to cover half her face and said speechlessly:
"What are you thinking? It's just that it's fast, not invincible. Even if you're prepared, your soul power can't outlast your opponent."

"Take speed for example. There are many ways to counter it. For example, a Soul Master with wide-range control or a Soul Master with a domain are both speed killers."

"Once you encounter someone like that, with the master's disjointed and incomprehensible soul skills, it's safe to say that you're bound to lose."

At this point, Baiyu paused, licked her lips, and said with a hint of hesitation:
"Of course, there's another, rather unorthodox, way to win!"

"To find out how to do this, you first need to understand one thing: farts are flammable."

"Given the current concentration of people in this arena, if Black Bear were to pull out a tinderbox, a massive explosion could occur instantly!"

"Comparing their defensive capabilities, the master would definitely not be able to withstand it, while the black bear, relying on its thick hide, is fully capable of winning."

After Bai Yu finished speaking, everyone gasped, their eyelids twitched wildly, and they all looked at him with horror.

Is this some kind of demonic act? How could they come up with such a bizarre method? To put it bluntly, isn't this just a case of hurting the enemy a thousand while also losing a thousand of your own?

(End of this chapter)